The Hunt

Dinner was a wonderful affair. The castle elves hadn’t had a dinner party for some time and were glad for the chance to use their talents. A epic feast was prepared and everyone was given the change to sample many dishes.



There seemed to be four different conversations going on at once. Ron and Greg, Luna and Pansy, Hermione and Ginny, and Severus and Lucius.



“This is just fabulous, it feels like we are back at Hogwarts again.” Hermione said to Ginny, in their own world among the chatter.



“Yes, but this is far from a Hogwarts table.” Ginny agreed.



“Yes, we would never have this kind of elegance at the school.” Hermione said taking a drink.



“Yes, but there were many chances to steal a kiss in the library weren’t there?” Ginny asked with a wink.



Hermione slowly looked at her then smiled. She leaned forward and asked, “Ok who told you, Ron or Pansy?”



Ginny smiled back. “Ron. He actually wondered if you two were going to have a shag right there among the potions section.” She whispered in case anyone heard.



“You know Ron always thinks with his head in the gutter.” But she had to smile. “It would not have gone that far.”



Ginny giggled, but not too loudly. Not that it would have matter, the laughter of Greg and Ron was enough to echo in the dining room. “So things are good are they?” Ginny asked.



“Things are very good, and they can only get better.” Hermione said with a smile. “What about you? How did the flight go?”



“It was wonderful. Lucius is magnificent on a broom.” She said. “We toured the castle ground and saw the waterfall on the far end of the gardens. It’s not huge but its nice.”



“When I heard Pansy mention it I made it a point to see it myself.” Hermione agreed. “Did anything happen?” She asked with a raised eyebrow.



Ginny grinned. “Something did indeed happen.”



“Well, come on, you know about me. He kissed you didn’t he?”



“Yes he did. And he’s is wonderful with the kissing. He has such a passion, one I never felt with the tosspot.” Hermione giggled at Ginny’s name for her ex. She never referred to him by name anymore.



“Are you sleeping in the same room or separate rooms while you’re here?” Hermione asked.



“We have separate rooms but they adjoin each other. The master bedrooms in each wing adjoin. You have the master in your wing don’t you?”



“Yes, but me and Severus agreed outright hat we would share a room.” She said.



“I thought about asking Lucius the same thing but I didn’t want to add pressure, but I’m sure, well not sure, but I’m hoping that we will not use both of them.” She said.



“Or maybe you will.” Hermione said with a wicked grin. Ginny joined in her giggle as the house elves cleared the tables.



Desert was a joy to behold. Small dishes were placed in the table and every manner of sweet taste was offered.



After desert Severus asked Hermione to take a walk in the gardens. They strolled along talking of the various books they had found in the library, until they came to the orchards.



The trees were abundant with fruit and just needed a day or two before the house elves would come and collect them. Hermione and Severus looked silently around and moved toward further into the orchard. She turned to Severus smiled while he moved closer and smiled back.



She wanted another of his kisses but before he got too close they heard a gasp. Severus held a finger to his lips and took her hand in his. Moving to a ledge some feet away they walked slowly and quietly, not making a noise. They looked at one of the many thin areas of the hedge and saw to the other side.



Hermione’s eyes flew open. Luna was on her back, laying on Greg’s cloak as he lay on his side covering half her body. She was panting as his hand moved about under her skirt. Greg was planting light kisses along her face and open lips as she writhed on the ground.



Greg kept up a steady pace, keeping his moments gently on her, easing her into a climax rather that rushing it. Severus looked over at Hermione. She was watching with wide eyes, and couldn’t take her gaze away. Severus leaned into her and took her shoulders, whispering in her ear. “She enjoys it. Look how she gives herself over to him, trusting him to please her.” His voice was a mere breathe, for her ears only.



She leaned back and whispered just as quietly. “He wants it to.”



“Yes, it will be something he can be proud of, to send her to Elysium.” His hands came around her waist drawing her closer to him. “It is an erotic sight to see a woman loose herself in ecstasy.” Hermione let her body relax against his as his words flowed over her.



Luna tried to hold in her shrieks but some of them found a way out of her. She clutched onto Greg and her whole body shook from it’s release then went limp. Greg continued caressing her legs and kissing her passive face. He spoke but it was too quiet to make out any words.



Hermione realized her whole body was slack. Severus was holding her body against his and she was glad, she did think she would be able to support herself after what she just saw.



“Merlin.” She whispered.



“Merlin has nothing to do with it my dear. Although I’m sure he inspires us in many ways, but Greg wanted her to feel that and he made sure she did. Look at him.” Hermione let her eyes drift over to Greg. “Look at how he holds her in his arms.” Hermione looked closely. Greg had a hand under her back cradling her ribcage. His other hand was easing strand of hair away from her face with his middle finger.



“Look at how his touch is gentle, like he caressing a treasure.” Hermione looked up to his face. Greg was looking at her face, taking in every expression she was making. “He cares for her, you can see that can’t you?” She nodded, brushing her cheek against his. “Rest assured Hermione, Greg will see to everything she need and wants.”



He took her waist in his grip and lifted, easing her away from the hedge. Hermione walked like a zombie held by Severus. She was still engrossed by what she saw. Hermione herself had only had one partner. Viktor Krum. From books she had read and movies she had seen when she visited her parents, Viktor was far from creative. He never would have thought of a tryst in the gardens. He was conventional, in a bedroom and always on top. Hermione had a suspicion he didn’t like giving anyone power even in bed.



Severus walked slowly, letting her mind work. He wondered what she was thinking, but didn’t ask. It was obvious she had never seen a couple in the flesh. Pictures were one thing, but watching someone live, especially a couple she knew personally was something entirely different.



He stopped and looked at her. “Feeling alright Hermione?” He asked with a tease. She didn’t say anything, she just nodded.



Off in the distance a giggle sounded. They looked to the side past another hedge. Another couple, she thought. Was this orchard full of shagging?